Ravenclaw's Blue Gem

"Well, it just so happens that I also want to go to a place that I care about." Zoe saw Hermione hesitate and stopped asking in detail.

"Where? You and Malfoy have gone quite a bit after hearing what you said earlier."

Zoe pointed to the post office next to Central Avenue, "Do you have anything to send?" Hermione asked curiously, "No, the gift will not be sent until I return to Hogwarts in advance. Speed ​​I only trust Lloyd, not the express owls of these post offices, they are too slow."

"Gift? Who is it for?" Hermione found herself interested in the topic.

"Luna's father. Luna asked me to bring some candy to her father as a Halloween gift." Hermione blinked, and after half a minute she said thoughtfully, "Should I also send some back?"

She persuaded herself that the two went to the Honey Duke again, and after the countless crowds, they desperately settled their bills, and then squeezed out of the shop out of the crowd panting.

"Fortunately, I came here at the very beginning. Does it contain the entire third grader at Hogwarts?" Zoe complained. Her physical condition is relatively weak among her peers because of her lack of exercise. With an unhealthy blush on his pale face, Zoe looked like he was about to faint.

Hermione was also embarrassed, but she could still stand well.She tucked a handful of her hair that had fallen off, and the fresh air outside made the two girls who had almost been smothered gradually recover. "There are really too many people! Don't they know that they will appear in batches?" Hermione complained.

However, she still bought the candies she wanted. In order to prevent Mrs. Granger from having unnecessary concerns about her dental health, she did not buy too much, nor did she buy several candies that Zoe strongly recommended (because They are usually very sweet).

The post office in Hogsmeade is no different from the wizarding post offices in other places, except that the layout of the house looks very clean. It is not like the school owl shed with a strange smell. The sender only needs to fill in the form at the front desk. You can leave the items behind, and the staff at the post office will pick the right owls. It is said that they can be delivered as far as the other continent as far as the other side of the street.

Chapter 38 Conflict (1)

"Where did you want to go before?" Hermione asked her, and Zoe kept looking around. "Isn't it on the navigation map?"

"General tourist guides don’t recommend that tourists go there because it’s very irregular. Apart from regular visitors, they are probably suspicious people. I collected a lot of information with the locals in the morning, at least They all have a bad impression of Pig's Head Bar." Zoe chose a path, which seemed unremarkable as if hidden in the shadows, and walked over there.

"Pig's head bar? I heard Ms. Rosmerta mention it, and everyone in it would wrap themselves up."

"Yes, since there are suspicious people around, of course you must take precautions-revealing your identity is a terrible thing, especially if you have any privacy needs there." Zoe agreed.

They crossed the narrow path. On the other side of the street, on the corner of the street, a crooked-looking house stood there. A rotten wooden sign was hung on a rusty bracket in front of the door with a picture on it. Pig's head being chopped off.The sign was swaying back and forth, making a creaking sound because of the howling wind.

"I don't think it would be nice to go directly in, it looks too weird, don't you think so, Zoe?" Hermione's face suddenly became serious, and the atmosphere of the pig's head bar is not like three at all. The broom is so warm, like the main scene in a ghost story, and countless strange things will happen as soon as you enter.

"If you want to drink beer, we can turn back to Three Broomsticks. This is not the place where children should come."

"I don't actually care where it is or if I want to drink here." Zoe walked to the window and looked in through the dirty, dusty window. "I just want to see Looking at the owner of this store, I have been looking for clues for a long time, and I think I must have found the right one this time."

"What are you looking for?" Hermione also lay down and looked. The inside of the pig's head bar was as dirty as the outside. Of course, it wasn't just because they saw everything through a piece of dirty glass. The bar was dim. Gloomy, only the short candles on the low table continued to glow with a little light.There were not a few people in the bar, they were all immersed in their own world, and they all wrapped themselves like a black tapestry, and most of them came alone.

The object Zoe was looking for was sorting something on the shelf behind the bar. He was tall and thin, and he seemed to be a handful of age, because his hair was all gray and his long beard could be seen vaguely from his back. , Is also gray.

"That man is the owner of the bar? Why are you looking for him?" Hermione noticed Zoe's gaze.

"I don't want to find him, I just want to see who he is. This is the first time I have seen him from a place other than the photo."

At this time the old man turned around, the expression on his face always reminded of an angry old fighting sheep, his robe was dirty, just like any bad-tempered old man.The old man carried a beer glass (with dust on it), took out a bottle of butter beer from under the counter, poured it into the glass and pushed it to the customer, without having a word of communication with the customer from beginning to end.

"Sure enough, they look alike, you know they are brothers." Zoe observed the old man intently for a long time and sighed.

"Who are you talking about?" Hermione asked.

"This old man is Dumbledore's family, his younger brother." Zoe said that surprised Hermione. "I've looked at Dumbledore's collection before. That photo is well hidden. It's the only photo between them I found."

"I want to find his brother. They haven't been in contact for these years. Sometimes I feel that Dumbledore is actually looking forward to talking to him, but never once." Zoe said dissatisfied.

"Then how do you know that the owner of Pig's Head is his brother?"

"In a previous issue of the'Witcher Travel Special', he was accidentally photographed. That photo was also in the magazine. The reporter said that he was a strange and rude person. He and Rosmerta with three broomsticks did it. In contrast, if the pig’s head bar stays like this, it will only close.” Zoe said, “I’ve noticed since then.”

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I haven't figured it out yet... but I want him to at least send a letter home at Christmas. You know Dumbledore is lonely every Christmas."

"But won't you spend time with him?" Hermione asked.

Zoe smiled bitterly, and she didn't know how to explain this feeling: "But Dumbledore is always on his mind. He rarely talks to me about his own affairs, but I can feel that he is uncomfortable, a... Hmm-knot. I don't think I can solve this matter."

"Do you think his brother can solve this? You don't even know what happened."

"Yeah, he doesn't tell me anything, but even so I think I should do something for him." Zoe patted the dust on her body, just standing here for a while, she was not stained. Less dust.

"Aren't we going in?" Hermione asked suspiciously, finding that Zoe was going to go back.

"Forget it today. There are still many opportunities, and there is not enough time today." Zoe said, "I have to go back to Hogwarts first."

"What's wrong, do you want to send a gift?"

"Yeah... and there is something private."

"Private matter?"

"Well, you have to respond to some people's provocations."

*****

At this time, in the Ravenclaw Tower, in the common room, Luna scratched her head, looking for her herbal medicine homework everywhere. After finishing her homework, she put it in the book and threw things on the table. The bathroom, homework and books disappeared after returning.

"What's the matter, Lovegood?"

It was a second-year Ravenclaw girl who was sitting at another table with three other Ravenclaw students. Luna looked familiar, probably they were all in the same grade, but they had never spoken. , I haven't seen it a few times.

"Have you seen my herbal textbook? It's conspicuous, with parchment..."

"I lost something, Lovegood?" said one of the four boys with a smile. "Would you like to try divination? Use the weird earrings on your ears?"

"Or how about praying sincerely to the horned snoring beast? Are you not a faithful believer of it?" The other man squeezed a smile, and exchanged eyes with her companions.

Luna's hands hanging on the feet of her robe tightened, and her voice was still calm, but without the etherealness, it became real: "I want to explain to you that the horned snorer is not my belief. , It’s the magical creature that my father and I are pursuing...We have indeed made some progress. My house has the horns of the horned snoring beast."

"But I also heard that your house is still filled with garlic? Only this kind of weird family and parents can educate you as a freak."

They laughed, not only pointing to Luna, but also constantly imitating Luna's usual words and deeds. One of the girls had empty eyes, walking around the table like a sleepwalking, exaggeratedly using a kind of artificial vibrato. Reading: "I am Luna Lovegood. My lifelong dream is to find a magical creature that never existed, because that would make me look different. You can also call me a crazy girl, because I His mind is not normal."

The rest of the people in the lounge all turned their heads to look at them. Although they didn't make a fuss, most people thought they didn't care about their own affairs, but a few people thought it was funny too. Some people covered their mouths and laughed.

Luna's chest rose and fell fiercely, as if she was trying her best to endure embarrassment and grievance, but her face remained blank: "Well, have you seen my book?"

"Who knows? You should go to the trash dump, maybe there is a surprise."

Of course Luna couldn't find it in the direction they were pointing, it was purely to humiliate others.But she couldn't help it all at once, apparently her book was taken away by these people and hid it because they didn't like her.Maybe I lost my books two days ago, but it's not necessarily because of them.

"Why don't you try the Flying Curse?" At this moment, a voice rang behind her, with obvious anger.

Luna thought this was a good opinion, so she pulled out her magic wand and said, "Textbooks are coming!" But she probably didn't grasp the main point, she was just chanting a spell.Her herbal textbook did not fly towards her, the silence was broken again, and the people began to laugh again, as if they were feeling ridiculous about Luna's irresponsibility.

"When you swing your stick, you must form an impression in your mind, and really think of the things you want to find, especially this kind of thing that everyone has. You have to think that what you need is your own book." At this time Luna turned around and found Zoe standing behind her with a cold face. She was suppressing her anger. "And when you chant the mantra, you must pronounce it clearly, but don't drag the syllables, just be clear and neat."

Zoe's words seemed to be trustworthy. Although Luna was still new to the Flying Curse, she was willing to try to do it again.Luna slowly raised her wand according to her explanation, brewing for a moment in her heart, and said loudly, "The textbooks are flying!" At this time, from the four people on the table where piles of things were piled up, the textbook hidden at the bottom was shaking. Throwing off the things on her body and flying in Luna's direction, but halfway through, it seemed that the magnet had lost its guidance and fell to the ground. The inner pages of the textbook were smashed open, and the parchment that Luna was holding in the textbook fell off. Came out.